the labors of the true critic are more essential to the author, even, than to the reader.

The vanity of man revolts from the serene indifference of the cat.

Edged tools are dangerous things to handle, and not infrequently do much hurt.

In the stress of modern life, how little room is left for that most comfortable vanity that whispers in our ears that failures are not faults! Now we are taught from infancy that we must rise or fall upon our own merits; that vigilance wins success, and incapacity means ruin

Books that children read but once are of scant service to them; those that have really helped to warm our imaginations and to train our faculties are the few old friends we know so well that they have become a portion of our thinking selves.

Art... does not take kindly to facts, is helpless to grapple with theories, and is killed outright by a sermon.

Every true American likes to think in terms of thousands and millions. The word 'million' is probably the most pleasure-giving vocable in the language.